Текст песни Дмитрий Авилов - Не поднимая забрала, Не опуская щита

Without raising his visor,
Em Am H7
Without lowering the shield -
Em Am D7
Courage is not so stuck,
G Am
But recklessness - vanity.
H7

Is it worth it to live in fear freestyle
Am Em
In memory of the scourge of slavery.
C H7
One hand - in the welcome stroke of, Am
Em H7 C
The other hand on the sword.
Am H7 Em

The heir to the tent camp,
Fold closes shelter
Under the weight of the masonry,
Under the burden of violent peers.

In speeches serdtseedok, under the folds of the skirts,
Circling the demon of lust.
In one hand - for the health of the cup,
Other compresses the hilt.

The one sleepless loved
Taya in the night, as ash,
It was just lovely, it was
Happiness without admixture of evil.

Fire, water and copper pipes,
Yes, we could not resist
And happiness fill your favorite lip
Clutching the handle of the sword?

If not for a wolf pack,
If not for the spirit of the herd,
Maybe the page leaves,
I'll find those two?

Erased armor worn dress
Age does not live by candlelight.
But the one hand - in the handshake
The other hand on the sword.